Nogawa ki raat ab dhalne wali thi, lekin Sufiyan Malik ke liye ye raat uski zindagi ki sabse lambi raat thi. Usne abhi-abhi gaon ke 10 garib logon ka makeover pura kiya tha, aur uski Silver Scissors aisi chamak rahi thin jaise unme koi apni rooh (soul) aa gayi ho.
[System Notification: 50,000 Words Milestone Reached!]
[Status: Divine Salon System - Evolutionary Phase Initiated.]
[Reward: The Golden Scissors of Mustafa Malik (Soul-Bound).]
Sufiyan ke hath mein jo purani silver kainchi thi, wo dheere-dheere pighalne lagi aur ek sunehri (gold) roop lene lagi. Ye dekh kar Suhaliya ki aankhein phat gayin. "Sufiyan! Ye kya ho raha hai? Tumhari kainchi toh bilkul badal gayi!"
Sufiyan ne mehsoos kiya ki uske dimaag mein uske waalid ki sari purani techniques automatic download ho rahi hain. Use ab kisi system ki instruction ki zarurat nahi thi; uske hath khud-ba-khud hawa mein chalne lage. Usne mehsoos kiya ki Nogawa ki us purani haveli ki deewaron ke peeche se koi usey pukar raha hai.
Wo haveli ke basement mein gaya jahan ek purana aaina (mirror) dhaka hua tha. Jaise hi usne kapda hataya, aaine mein use apna aks (reflection) nahi, balki apne abbu ka chehra dikha.
"Sufiyan," Mustafa Malik ki awaaz goonji, "Tumne imtihaan pass kar liya. Tumne garibon ki seva ki aur apne hunar ko paison se upar rakha. Ab ye system poori tarah tumhara hai. Saharanpur se nikal kar ab tumhe poori duniya mein 'Divine Salon' ki branches kholni hain."
[System Quest Updated: Global Expansion - First Stop: Dubai Fashion Week.]
Sufiyan ne apne hath mein chamakti hui Golden Scissors ko dekha aur ek gehri saans li. "Abbu, main aapka naam poori duniya mein raushan karunga." Arshad ki shadi ki dholak ab tez ho gayi thi, lekin Sufiyan ke liye ye ek nayi shuruwat thi. Usne 50,000 words ki taqat se apni kahani ka pehla bada hissa pura kar liya tha. Ab wo sirf ek stylist nahi tha, wo 'Divine Legend' banne ki raah par nikal chuka tha.